"1-2-3 Don't Drop Me!"

“1-2-3, don’t drop me!”
I’ve heard her say this before
Though not in so many words.
At 101,
Her words are unpredictable
And sometimes not at all
I’ve watched her eyes place a glare my way
Without words she says what she wants to say
She is wise enough to see through my soul,
She tells me I’m hurried, to let time go

When I returned,
I sat next to her and listened patiently
She spoke freely to me
Telling me exactly what her eyes had said before
Though I think she’s forgotten
For she told me
I’m not like the others who rush for the door

She said young people today
Are not interested in history
For if they were
They would listen to her
She recalled a time
When our earth was “loose and free.”
Then I couldn’t stop thinking of her “1-2-3.”
I see the busy world and the busy girls
And I wonder if she’s afraid
We just might drop her
Into our new and busy world